Aaron gasped. Where were my words coming from? God, the alcohol had obliterated my filter, and I was saying things I would never say when I was sober.

“Did you just call me unapproachable?” Aaron asked. A smile played around his lips.

“Sorry,” I said and pressed my fingers against my lips. “I just…I don’t know why I’m even saying all of these things. I don’t usually say what I think like this.”

“Is that supposed to make it better?” Aaron asked. His ...